Kara re-awoke to the sounds of the door opening. She pulled the covers up around her in a panic.

“Good morning,” Alfred announced as he entered the room, “Coffee or Tea?”

“Milk?” Kara asked sheepishly.

“I am afraid it is not farm fresh,” Alfred stepped outside and returned with a cup on a saucer of milk, “But it is fresh. The towels are here on the dresser, and the shower is right here next to the closet. Breakfast is in a half an hour.”

Alfred left the room and then took a car with coffee, tea and other goodies away as he closed her door. Kara was conflicted, any of these people could kill her if they wanted… and she realized just how vulnerable she was… and she was expected to have breakfast
with them? That was silly, if nothing else, Alfred would protect her on the grounds that hurting a guest wasn’t polite. Still the comments Lois had made some time ago about rich people having dinner parties to commit murder came back to her. With a sigh
she pushed the sheets off of her and went to take a shower.

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Lex walked into the main chamber of the lab complex, everything was almost ready, Galatea needed one more component in order to be complete, a template scan, one that he would personally see be provided.

“Where is everyone?” Luthor asked as his eyes went from Talia, to Mercy to Hope, to Ras.

“They have set everything up,” Ra’s answered, “now they have removed themselves from the area.”

“Lets get this done with,” Luthor said as he walked towards the electric chair like devise.

Ra’s al Ghoul said something in what sounded like ancient Egyptian, then Mercy and Hope drew their pistols and turned them on Luthor.

“So this is the double cross?” Luthor calmly noted.

“Ancient magic’s can still be very effective,” Talia boasted, “especially against the weak willed.”

Luthor didn’t say anything, just remained calm and smug.

“Any last words?” Ra’s said cryptically.

“Pickle.”

The shots rang out, one to the head one to the lungs.

“Ra’s as you bleed out I want you to know that the reason they were so ‘weak willed’ as you put it was because they both agreed to certain treatments to prevent this sort of thing from happening,” Luthor took off his suit coat, “Hope in the chair.”

“Yes Mister Luthor,” was the drone like answer.

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Savage felt it, he was not as magically inclined as many of the other immortals, but the event resonated. What’s more he felt another. He went to the storage room in the Mansion, he still had days for the plane to make it across the Pacific ocean but he
still needed to polish the old friend. Dispatching him with a dull and rusty sword wouldn’t do. There was a smile as he thought about how the New Zealand police would react to a scene from the Highlander movie being enacted right in front of them with real
immortals.

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Kara could tell she was not the first one at the breakfast table as she heard the somber ruckus from the hallway.

“Please pass the orange juice!” Diana said, “Dear sister you have to try these. They are Alfred’s special recipe.”

As Kara walked into the room she saw Dick in jeans and a shirt walking across the long table with a plate in his mouth while doing a hand stand. Raven was dressed in a loose fitting black blouse and pants as she maneuvered Barbara’s wheelchair around the
buffet table. Bruce was in a tee-shirt and jeans looking even more morose then last night as he watched a small tablet computer. Diana was seated with her sister Donna in matching white Grecian togas and sandals. An older woman that she didn’t know was
drinking coffee and eating some eggs, and seemed completely immune to the insanity of the scene in front of her. A dark haired woman that Kara guessed was Huntress was seated next to the old woman and seemed completely smitten with Dick. Just then she felt
a hand on her shoulder.
“Excuse me,” Selina said as she moved Kara a little over to the left so she could get past, “Better not leave that open to long or you might get something stuck in it.”

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Hope was dead, but the mind was jump started. There was everything needed, the skills, the knowledge, the obedience. Galatea would be his weapon.

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colleem - 12/5/2016 5:21 AMMaster. Question in story boardMaster_Kind - 12/4/2016 9:06 PMThanks! :)colleem - 12/4/2016 7:14 AMMasterkind :) Really like your Ideaextreme1 - 12/2/2016 6:05 PMI start a new story and the site goes down...coincidence or the universe giving it's opinion on the story???gothamalleyviper - 12/2/2016 5:04 PMWe shall see.colleem - 12/2/2016 1:58 PMwuhuuuu working again... i bet.... it will be 8 days until the next crashgothamalleyviper - 11/26/2016 10:08 AMFor world's end Harem, who should be the first to get pregnant?exidor455 - 11/26/2016 5:45 AMCorruptionCentral - No problem. Sorry for being snippy! :)extreme1 - 11/26/2016 12:10 AMgothamalleyviper, thanks (well really thanks to colleem who suggested that I not reveal every buyer at once).
There's a thread on the message board if anyone wants to talk about any ideas or has any feedback.gothamalleyviper - 11/25/2016 10:53 PMInteresting start on X-Men Extreme1